Page 115 of Saved By A God
“Yes,” I cry, the word breaking out of me. “Yes, Enzo. Yes!”
He pushes his ring onto my finger, and my knees go a little numb from how perfect the proposal is.
As he rises to his full height, I fall into his arms and cling to him as his mouth takes mine in a profound kiss that seals our futures together.
Enzo lifts my feet off the floor and carries me to one of the few desks that’s not covered with equipment. When my butt hits the black-stained oak surface, he unbuttons my jeans and makes quick work of tugging them down my legs.
“We’re baptizing my command center?” I ask, grinning from ear to ear.
“That, and I need to be inside you.” His voice is rough with need as he unbuckles his belt. When he pulls the zipper down and pulls out his cock, I scoot to the edge of the desk.
Enzo remains standing a couple of steps away, and just as I’m about to ask what he’s doing, his fist moves up and down his shaft, which looks like velvet wrapped around steel and muscle.
My eyebrow slowly lifts as my lips part and heat pools in my core. There’s something very hot about watching him stroke himself.
I sit, entranced by the erotic sight, then shake my head and say, “I’m about to spontaneously combust.”
He lets out a predatory chuckle as he steps closer, and gripping my jaw, he forces my head back and takes my mouth in a filthy kiss that makes all my brain activity cease right then and there.
I groan, and desperate to feel him, I wrap my fingers around his cock and position him at my entrance.
Just like before, he keeps the thrusts short, giving me time to adjust, but actually just torturing me until needy whimpers spill from my lips.
Enzo pushes me down until I’m lying on the desk, and filling me with a long thrust, he buries himself to the hilt. Grabbing hold of my hips, his eyes lock with mine as he begins to set a steady rhythm.
“Being inside you feels like coming home,” he groans, then he speeds up, and I grip his wrists, needing something to cling to.
My abdomen tightens so much that my back arches, and I clench my jaw, desperate for the moment he gives me my release.
When I feel his thumb rub circles around my clit, my breaths turn ragged, and I beg, “Please.”
He adjusts his position, and when he drives hard into me, he hits the right spot, and the world unravels at the speed of light as ecstasy seizes my body.
Hooking his arm under my back, he hauls me up against his chest, and once we’re eye-to-eye, he orgasms. I feel him jerk inside me, making my pleasure so much more intense.
Good God. I will never get enough of this man.
As I come down from my orgasm, my eye catches on my left hand that’s gripping his shoulder, and seeing the diamond, a wide grin spreads over my face.
Enzo Falco is my fiancé.
“Are you happy,bella mia?” he asks.
I nod as my gaze returns to his. “So incredibly happy.”
His mouth curves up, and placing his palm against my cheek, he stares deep into my eyes. “I get to love you for the rest of my life.”
Epilogue
Rosie
I stand in the bridal room inside the cathedral, dressed in white, with Mom in front of me and my bouquet of white roses and baby’s breath in my hands.
For a few seconds, neither of us says anything.
Mom just looks at me with tears shining in her eyes, and the love on her face makes my chest ache in the best way.
“You’re going to make me cry,” I whisper.
